A Child’s Greeting

There it sits. Propped up on my dad’s desk, in all its construction paper, glue and felt marker glory. The outline of pencil used to trace the big white heart, still peeking through. The artist signature (Estaban Z.) and “I Love You” written in sparkly silver marker.

It doesn’t matter that my dad doesn’t know the boy who made the card. All that matters is that my dad likes the card. So to Estaban Z. — and your classmates who made cards for the residents of my dad’s assisted living community — you did a great job! Thank you.